Chapter 321 Don't Regret

Murong Qingyun, who hung up the phone, drove out. Although Yang Mengmeng left teeth marks all over his body, he did not remember her hatred. Adhering to the concept of Confucius, only women and villains are difficult to raise. He just thought about it in his heart. After all, the result will attract the joint crusade of the mother and the little girl.

Twenty minutes' drive, Murong Qingyun arrived at their place for dinner. He parked the car and called Li Shuyao while walking to the hot pot restaurant. As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a noisy sound inside. When he walked in and saw that a group of people had already started a big scuffle.

Murong Qingyun was not interested in fighting at all, and his eyes were searching for the location of Yang Mengmeng and Li Shuyao. Soon, he saw Li Shuyao supporting the little girl standing by and watching the battle. He walked over facing the two people. Seeing that Yang Mengmeng was blushing and her eyes were drunk, she knew that she was drinking too much.

"It's so lively here. What the hell happened?" Murong Qingyun casually asked Li Shuyao next to him.

"I'm not sure. The boys in our class fought with that group of high school students. Li Shuyao's face showed tension, and his eyes were focused on the development of the things around him and said, "They have just started fighting. However, fortunately you came in time. With you by our side, I have nothing to worry about.

Although the scene was a little chaotic, Murong Qingyun could see that the college student team was small and lonely, and was fiercely suppressed by the high school team with many and powerful high school students. Several high school boys who also drank too much and fought up came towards them. His experience told himself that they could not come to greet him, but to provocation and trouble.

Unexpectedly, the three lifeless kids staggered over, taking the opportunity to speak obsolately to Murong Qingyun and flirt with Yang Mengmeng and Li Shuyao with frivolous language. He, who didn't want to take action, sighed, then kicked the fat man facing him, quickly moved his steps and shook his body, and hit the three people on the ground with one punch left and right.

These students have not learned relevant fighting skills like Murong Qingyun, so lying on the ground to cover the pain is a scream. For the sake of their students, I wanted to give three people a little lesson. However, their classmates didn't think so, so two boys rushed up to him. Murong Qingyun did not talk nonsense with the two and simply put them to the ground.

The first fat man who was kicked to the ground by Murong Qingyun suppressed the pain and roared, "You have the guts to wait for me to let my father bring someone to kill you." After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and called for help.

Murong Qingyun's face was suddenly cloudy, and his fists clenched with creaking. What he hates most is this kind of bastard who pulls the flag and pretends to be a tiger. He took two steps forward and kicked the fat man's face with one foot. The fat man shouted 'wow', and bright red blood suddenly flowed from his nose and mouth.

Murong Qingyun, who was puzzled, twisted the chair next to him and smashed it fiercely at the fat man lying on the ground. I especially hate this kind of bastard who relies on the local power at home. The fat man who suffered three times from him rolled all over the ground in pain and screamed all over his mouth. The people who were still beating stopped coincidentally and looked at him together.

A tall and thin person still lying on the ground stammered, "You, you, do you know... whose father is?"

"Is it possible that his father is Li Gang." Murong Qingyun said with disdainful face, "I don't care who his father is. As long as he dares to come, he will fight like my brother.

"Don't regret it." The tall thin man said palely, "His father will never let you go."

Murong Qingyun didn't say a word, so he walked over and gave him a kick. Everyone was stunned by his fierce energy. All the audience present thought he was a professional hooligan. He has always ignored other people's eyes. Now that things have calmed down, you have to take Yang Mengmeng home to sleep.

Murong Qingyun, who walked back to Li Shuyao's side, shouted twice more before he shouted Li Shuyao, who had not returned to taste. When I was just about to take Yang Mengmeng and Li Shuyao out of here, a group of people saw that non-kind guys appeared in the lobby of the hot pot restaurant. The bald man hurriedly picked up the fat man lying on the ground and asked him what had happened. The group of high school students who had been arrogant immediately gathered around him.

Murong Qingyun obviously felt that they were going to resurrection, and all the boys in Yang Mengmeng's class had gathered beside him. They saw that he had just made a great admiration, so they were determined to advance and retreat with him. After all, they felt that it had nothing to do with him. At this moment, the brotherhood in their hearts is very high.

Murong Qingyun quickly identified that the later group of people were definitely real professional hitters. He determined that the students beside him were their opponents at all. I counted and found that there were five people in the group. If Murong Qingyun doesn't have any fetters around him, it's still not a big problem.

Of course, it is absolutely inevitable that you will get hurt. Now, he has to consider the safety of Yang Mengmeng and others, so he must think of a comprehensive countermeasure. If you take action again, you will die in order to make a quick decision. However, Murong Qingyun didn't think it was a good idea, and while he was thinking, his bald head came to him.

"Your son, which one of you is confused?" The bald head saw the injury on the fat man's body and concluded that it would not be what ordinary people did.

Murong Qingyun is scolding secretly. Shit, do you really look like a hooligan? Don't say the same thing as you.

When the bald head saw him and thought he was a little timid, he said arrogantly, "You hurt our boss's son. Today, if you don't shed some blood, I'm afraid you won't be able to get through this. There are rules in the Tao, and I am also a wise person who does not do secret things. You can call as many people as you want. Tonight, I will take over this matter."

The bald head is not a fool. Since we have to do it, we will solve it all at once. I must be able to run away from the monk and the temple. He is a watcher. It is impossible for me to really kill Murong Qingyun. If he really brings people to his own field to seek revenge, the loss is not only greater, but also more troublesome. Not necessarily, he still fell into an embarrassing situation where Zhu Bajie looked in the mirror and was not human inside and outside.